martes, 2 de marzo de 2010

Their eyes

It´s chilling to see in the eyes of children that goes to war
The ignorance mixxed with thirst to kill

*Children marching to doom
They are so young
And they wanna soil their small hands*
We were not able to clean their minds
They go with no return

*Breeze have never touched their faces
Smell of flowers have never arrive to their noses
Don´t waste time trying to make them reflect
Cause they have their senses and feelings frozen*

They taught them to hate all living thing
Their presence… shudder me!
Fear and pain haunts me
When I see their eyes
Those anxieties to kill… frighten me
´Who would have believed that boy
That recently wanted a bike to ride
Begin to learn to undertake a terrifying trip´(x2)

Flowers get wither when they pass
And branches of tree shiver
I saw their mother´s eyes… those eyes…
Were from someone who lost all hope (x2)

*Chorus

*Chorus 1

There they go steady and dress on green
With a frozen look and severe
Head at high and arrogant

*Chorus

*Chorus 1

You want to stop them
But you feel like a ghost
Because they go through you

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